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"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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backdated to mid-July

[conning]

[As soon as he's down the hall a little ways after this conversation, Neal calls Will. He doesn't know if Malcolm is going to do it or if he's going to force himself to stew in his own anxiety for a bit first as personal punishment for whatever he thinks he did wrong.

Tiredly:]

Hey. Are you free?

[empathicfault]

Neal?

Hi. Yeah, I'm free.

[ Whaaat is going on? ]

[conning]

[He keeps his tone as neutral as possible.] Can you go to Malcolm's? We had a conversation that wasn't exactly easy for either one of us and I don't... I can't stay, but I don't want him to be alone.

[empathicfault]

Oh- of course. I'll head over there now.

[ There's the sound of shifting, and walking. ]

Thank you. For letting me know. Are you- okay? You have someone to talk to? I could call Shaw?

[conning]

I'm fine. [He says it quickly, firmly, not unfriendly, but definitely final.] Thank you, though.

[empathicfault]

Okay. [ Will's not going to push. ]

All right. Thanks for the call.

[ Just to reiterate. If Neal doesn't say anything else, he'll hang up there. He doesn't expect Neal wants to linger. ]